Next Year……

January 1 2019. Wow. For most of my younger days, I never believed I would live past 50. Obviously, since I will turn 69 next week, I’ve been much luckier than I ever expected to be.

Several years ago, I participated in raising funds to fight cancer by walking in the Jimmy Fund Boston Marathon Walk. At the time, my brother Russ was fighting cancer at the Dana-Farber Institute in Boston. The next year when I walked, he was gone. As I walked that second year, I found myself looking at, in a way I never had looked before, the concept of “next year”. The reality that when we are young, in financial terms, we all have a millionaire’s bank account of “next years”.

The 30th annual Boston Marathon® Jimmy Fund Walk on Sunday September 23rd, 2018. Wellesley Start, Half Marathon, 13.1 miles

When I have done fundraising walks in the last five years or so, in Boston or walking up the Autoroad on Mount Washington, I have worn coveralls covered with ribbons. Each of those ribbons represents a life. Thankfully a good number of those represented people were, thanks to the efforts of many, given an opportunity to live many more “next years”. Many more represent people for whom their “next year” account hit empty.

More thoughts to come as I reflect on what my generation, the baby boomer generation, is leaving for our children, our grandchildren, the children and grandchildren all around the world, the Earth itself in terms of Next Years. The Greatest Generation certainly set us up for success, what do you think about the legacy we are leaving t0day?

2 thoughts on “Next Year……”

  1. Hi Herb,
    Great idea. Will be interesting to follow your blog. Indeed you are always insightful . . . and perhaps OPINIONATED! . . which I love.

    Miss your banter on FB but I understand the craziness that goes on there is often frustrating
    However, like you, I can’t wait to see Orange Man in an Orange Suit with stripes.

    Most of all Herb, I admire and am super impressed with all you do for the many causes you’re involved with to help your fellow man. So proud to know you. Have a great day.

    1. I want to keep it kind of random Mike. Driving over to say goodbye to Goodie was a somewhat transformational experience. Got to see Dale and Dale is still Dale. Gave me the wrong street name for his house….but I eventually found him. Gotta establish a routine and rhythm to this as I took another contract job with LL Bean. Starting a list of topics that I want to write about and, for sure, they all won’t be political.

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